[Incomprehensible]
I rip the head off, the derelict stepped off
[Incomprehensible]
Individuals who are never satisfied
The flows I knows puts the papers in pockets
Ill the rhyme-ass trickster or outcast
To my crew that's down with the street trends
Asses bounce to a track that is all in
But not step for step, 'cause I like to sidestep
Get your kneepads and reapply your chap stick
So take me to my rest so I guess I'll get wrecked
'Cause I'm a derelict of dialect
Goin' in fluid, who did you just dis
[Incomprehensible]
Foundation, for a nation who's mind is in motion
And they called three friends
White boy in New York and I can't get a cab G
Oppressed and all vexed and just placed a suggestion
The sinister signs of my rhymes is sex
I heard your hooker she likes to do knee-bends
I press on point, some sweat my jizznoint
No Jim hat as my mouth ejaculates
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And so on, and so on, and so on
As I set to move, all the great masses
You'll get swept like a broom and you'll make room for daddy
They have always opposed greatness
The ace in the hole, I'm the derelict of dialect
I speak slow, I carry a fat stick
I stays mumble, I speaks jumble
Playin' themselves with the fingers they point
And left to show this, to those who typecast
But I got a girl, so I called up three friends
Play around and you'll fall off the deep end
Dialect spoken, in sectional lesson
Of intellect, I wreck shit with my own sect
The less you know, the more you gotta guess on
Ill missions, but doin' us ain't even simple
The masses have always been lethargic
On act two, he tried to close curtain
Couderoy slacks, loops and sales tax
And I called three friends
A spot who got your head frozen
I'm droppin' my quarter, I'm placin' my call in
Smooth, set-up so slick
Defrost the eye and spy on the serpent
Swings of things, observed in my sockets
Stereotype the rhymer as a criminal
So go on my path and try to follow
In ten spot I got stacks of LP wax
Step to this, as the derelict reanimates
But intermission I glimpsed and I clock more
Retroactive, my knot scale is tipped off
On the racks but my label is derelict
3rd Bass, but not a bass for slidin'
Subliminal I put a noose on the necks
Lesson or loss enforce those in
Derelicts watch act three and the encore
Trust this search and I crush this
Spic-n-span I slam, it's balls you lick
With the static standards set by the masses
Mental need for oppression
Phonetics on phonograph'll prime your petrol
